[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.ibb.co/JKGhg22/Webp-net-resizeimage-10.png[/img][hr][color=05794C][b]Location[/b][/color]: George Washington University
[color=05794C][b]Skills[/b][/color] Technopathy[/center][hr][hr]
	[color=05794C]"You people are weeeeeeeeeird, and this definitely is a soap opera! Anyway who are the rest of you people? Why were you here and perfectly fine with jumping into a fight and I'll be honest don't think I really needed too much help with, maybe? I don't know. My idea had been to get away in the crowd or something from the fire alarm, but that was just my thoughts on it, also where are we going? What's going on? Midgard is soooooo weird, then again I've lived on Midgard all my life, just not this Midgard, and why are we going into a van that has no gas? Shouldn't you get a car that can drive farther then the nearest gas station?"[/color]

	[i]"01011010 01100001 01110010 01101001 00100000 01110011 01110100 01101111 01110000 00100000 01110010 01100001 01101101 01100010 01101100 01101001 01101110 01100111,"[/i] the eyeball beeped at her and she just rolled her eyes at the robot as she made sure she had her bag and everything (and Mr. Jaws of course) and went over to the car.

	[color=05794C]"I am [i]not[/i] rambling! Ugh, so rude to me! Oh, also, other important questions, what exactly are "the police"? I've never heard of them before, and they were getting in my way from smacking the guy around who had ripped poor Mr. Jaws in half! They are sooooooo annoying! I only know what SHIELD is because my parents were SHIELD agents before I was born, so what exactly are the cops? Since they don't make sense since where I come from the way disputes are settled it with whoever hits the hardest, or whosever friend can hits the hardest. This is going to be a fun adventure, too bad the Norns didn't exactly tell me what exactly I'm supposed to be doing, they always were so cryptic about every little thing that they said!"[/color]

	[i]"01010011 01101000 01110101 01110100 00100000 01110101 01110000 00100000 01100001 01101100 01110010 01100101 01100001 01100100 01111001 00100000 01011010 01100001 01110010 01101001 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01100001 01110010 01100101 01101110 00100111 01110100 00100000 01101000 01100101 01101100 01110000 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01100001 01101110 01111001 01110100 01101000 01101001 01101110 01100111"[/i]

	[color=05794C]"Shut up Mr. Eyeball!"[/color]

[hr][hr][center][img]https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/dDMnQgs7F4RC1OJMpHx4-W665juE8m4C7LcnHoEdP4I/https/i.postimg.cc/3JbDH1mX/image.png[/img][hr][color=A4FFFC][b]Location[/b][/color]: George Washington University -> The Starbucks
[color=A4FFFC][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]
	Sapphire whirled around and glared right at Echo, [color=A4FFFC]"If she wanted to be so helpful then she shouldn't have gotten into a metal death trap, when she clearly saw Polaris use her powers to get the ambulance away, and run over one of her allies, so unless you call that a smart move, who then needed everyone else to save her skin when she decided to [i]jump from the car[/i] that was a hundred feet in the air, oh, and let's also mention the fact that I then while saving her skin got hit by said car that Polaris start using as a baseball bat, anything else I'm forgetting to mention?"[/color] she snapped back, before she whirled around and went into the Starbucks, her hair turning back to it's standard brown as she entered the building, walking over to Watts and Leda who were still by the couch, her arm was still hanging limply by her side. [color=A4FFFC]"So that was fun,"[/color] she commented as she walked over.

	"You look like shit," Leda commented, her father pretty much having patched her up. 

	"Leda, language," Watts scolded. 

	"Sorry, you look like bloody shit."

	"Leda!"

	[color=A4FFFC]"Wow you two... Hey Watts, mind seeing if you could pop my arm back into place, I'm lucky I didn't go splat on the pavement and some bruises from a car and a dislocated arm are all I got."[/color]

	"I'm not sure you could afford me," Watts told Sapphire cynically, before he got up. "What's your favorite color?" he asked her, right before popping her arm back into place effortlessly.

	[color=A4FFFC]"Hahaha so nice Watts and I don't really have a favorite color and what is the point of that question,"[/color] she said the last part of her statement was through gritted teeth as pain shot through her arm when he popped it back. [color=A4FFFC]"Thanks for that... Anyway, do you have time to talk now?"[/color]

	"I have a few minutes. I need to get Leda somewhere with better medical equipment so I can finish up however."

	[color=A4FFFC]"That's helpful, guess I've gotten somewhat used to being around a guy who can heal people with his powers, kind of makes my job as group medic a little obsolete if I'm being honest... Though the reason I wanted to talk to you was, if it wasn't obvious  from what I asked you before all hell broke loose, about M-Pox... A lot of people I know have it, and I'm one of the lucky people who don't... Was wondering if you knew a way I could help them since I've been doing the best that I can and nothing seems to be working,"[/color] she admitted.

	Watts thought for a moment. "If your guy can heal my daughter and make it so her wound doesn't scar, I'll be able to focus on your M-Pox issue. I can make some calls, see what the current status is, maybe even get you some proto cures..."

	[color=A4FFFC]"I think that can be done, don't think he'd mind healing her. And thanks... We've kind of have been up a creek without a paddle trying to figure out what to do... Anything you can do to help would be appreciated..."[/color]

	"Well you've come to the right guy. I am, after all, the most gifted bioengineer, chemist, and mechanical engineer to grace the Earth."

	[color=A4FFFC]"So you've reminded me a million times before."[/color]

	"And I will a million times again."

	"Dad," Leda groaned.

	[color=A4FFFC]"Think she can be moved? We can bring you back to our HQ, since not sure if the cops want us hanging around here much longer considering the explosions, the fire, the destruction that wasn't exactly our fault and I totally blame the people who decided to show up and cause problems for it..."[/color]

[hr][hr][center][img]https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/5HhQVQcFJxJ70OAwQX1ZKWP7ELAQD0O9dSCr8V5G2gU/https/i.postimg.cc/CKKhLp0d/image.png[/img][hr][color=9C00FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Old HQ
[color=9C00FF][b]Skills[/b][/color] ?[/center][hr][hr]
	Jack shot a glare at Max, since he wasn't feeling the best either, and if looks could kill Max would likely burst into flame and die at the moment. Who was he to talk about what he should and shouldn't do? He wasn't really old enough to figure that sort of stuff out yet, so why did he think that he could give him parenting advice. [color=9C00FF]"Thanks for the advice, but next time don't give any unless you are asked for it, I know what I'm doing, and snapping at her for it right now when she's lashing out is essentially suicide, but then again you probably don't realize that and are just pissed off since she hates you as much as you hate her, but that's just my opinion on it,"[/color] he said, before he dropped it, since Colossus clearly needed to be not having to deal with this sort of thing at the moment.

	Everything was going to hell, and he couldn't think of anything to really say towards Colossus to hopefully make him feel better. His head was starting to pound, as if he had a massive headache, and his mind kept going towards Max and how pissed off at him he was at the moment. Jack thought nothing of the headache, figuring it just went along with the dizziness he was feeling from M-Pox. Nothing really was working straight in his head, and he felt horrible, figuring it had to do with the disease though, nothing really happened, at least that's how things seemed like at first.

	Max however was another story. There would be a massive spike of pain shoot through his head that clearly wasn't a part of M-Pox. The pain wasn't leaving, and it was almost like someone had jabbed a spike into his head with how painful the experience was. The pain had seemingly come out of nowhere.